Lu Fei squinted his eyes and mumbled, "North?" Chen Jiehan nodded and pointed at the stars. Lu Fei seemed to have understood what she meant. "North Star!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Chen Jiehan nodded quickly. Chen He blindly chimed in, "Tears of the North Star!"
Chen Jiehan pointed at the heart and looked expectantly at Lu Fei and Deng Chao. Deng Chao said without thinking, "Love of the North Star!"
"The Love of the North Star!" Lu Fei shouted out the final answer as he had a sudden inspiration.
"Yeah!" Chen Jiehan jumped up excitedly and ran over to hug Lu Fei and Deng Chao.
"Awesome! You guys are awesome!
The three of them hugged for a while. Chen He looked at them in confusion. "I want to know what the sleet you drew just now was."
"No, I think it should be snow. It's snowing everywhere. Our world will become a world of white. I don't believe anyone can't tell that it's winter," the black yak suggested.
"You guys are right. I was too anxious and didn't think too much." Chen Jiehan smiled embarrassedly.
"It's okay, it's okay. You're already very good, Yihan. Our group only didn't answer one question, and it's not easy to draw, "Lu Fei said encouragingly.
"Really? Haha, thank you, thank you! "Chen Jiehan said gratefully.
After Lu Fei's group, it was Baby's turn. They sent Baby to draw while Chen He and Zheng Kai were in charge of guessing.
Baby's drawing skills were really not that good. This could be seen from the portrait she drew of Lu Fei at the beginning. Therefore, Baby's group failed miserably. They didn't get any questions right, but they were full of laughs. Every one of Baby's drawings could be a point to complain about.
Zhang TianAi's team sent Zhang TianAi up this time. Her drawing skills weren't bad, at least slightly better than Baby's. She could barely understand the questions, and she seemed to have a tacit understanding with Wang Zulan and the black yak. No matter what the question was, as long as Zhang TianAi drew a little, the black yak would be able to guess it correctly.
For example, Zhang TianAi had only drawn a few stars on the blackboard, and the black yak had immediately answered the question correctly. It was truly admirable.
After the second round of the competition, Lu Fei's team and Zhang TianAi's team tied. They both got the same number of points, so the program team requested for an extra round.
In the third round of the competition, Lu Fei personally went up. After he went up, he looked at Wang Zulan and the other members of Group Blue with a smug smile. He pointed at them and said, "You guys have to be careful in this round. The student who is the best at drawing here, Lu Fei, is up. You guys won't be a match for me!"
"Ahahahaha …" Chen He laughed devilishly as a crafty light flashed through his eyes. He looked at Wang Zulan and said, "I can already smell the scent of victory."
"Don't be so smug! Let me tell you guys, it's still not certain who will win or lose this round! "Wang Zulan said indignantly.
"That's right. Our Tian 'ai's drawing is pretty good, really! Judging from the competition just now, our skills aren't any worse than Lu Fei's, "the black yak said with a guilty conscience.
"Hahahahaha!" Deng Chao laughed. His laughter was full of disdain. With the black yak's skills, they definitely wouldn't be able to beat Lu Fei.
"Laugh! You're still laughing! Let me tell you, you can laugh at me, but you're not allowed to laugh at Tian 'ai. I want to protect her! "Wang Zulan spread out her arms.
"Alright, stop fooling around. Let's start the game!" Lu Fei interrupted everyone.
The game began. The first topic was "Blue and White Porcelain."
It was a good drawing. Lu Fei used blue chalk to draw a blue and white porcelain vase on the blackboard. The patterns on the vase were exquisite and elegant. It looked especially beautiful.
Chen Jiehan and Deng Chao exclaimed almost at the same time, "'Blue and White Porcelain.'"
"Yay!" Lu Fei raised his peace sign happily. It was all thanks to him that they were able to answer this question correctly. Who asked him to have such superb drawing skills?
The second question hadn't even started when the director gave Lu Fei's blue and white porcelain vase a close-up. Chen He and the black yak cried out in surprise, "Holy sh * t, Lu Fei, this drawing of yours is too awesome. In just a few seconds, you've painted it like this. It's so lifelike and lifelike!"
"Brother Fei, you're so awesome!" Chen He purposely imitated Wang Zulan and made a lotus hand gesture.
Lu Fei smiled symbolically and asked the director to start the next question quickly. There wasn't enough time!
While the people below were still discussing how lifelike Lu Fei's drawing was, Lu Fei had already started the next question.
"When the Song Ends, the People Disperse."
When Lu Fei saw this question, he frowned slightly. Then, he picked up the chalk and drew on the blackboard with both hands. The people below exclaimed again.
All the cameras were focused on Lu Fei's handsome figure. The others could only hear his voice.
"It can't be, right? Lu Fei, are you the reincarnation of the Painting God? Drawing with both hands, you're so awesome! "This voice belonged to Wang Zulan.
"What reincarnation of the Painting God? Do you have any culture? Nowadays, the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television doesn't allow films about reincarnations. Do you understand? "Chen He said unhappily.
"I'm just saying. Why are you so serious?" Wang Zulan's voice was full of grievances.
"That's not the reincarnation of the Painting God because there is no Painting God in history. Usually, those who can draw can write poems. They are called Poetry Saints or Poetry Immortals," the black yak said.
"What about Tang Bohu?" Wang Zulan asked.
"He's one of the Four Great Scholars of Jiangnan. Not a Sage, not a Fairy! "Chen He explained with a smile.
"Oh. Then it seems his level is still not high enough! "
"Yes, he still needs to cultivate!"
…
While the few of them were chatting, Lu Fei had already finished his masterpiece.
The music ended and the crowd dispersed.
In Lu Fei's masterpiece, there was a Jiangnan woman playing the pipa. The woman's gorgeous clothes and exquisite headwear could be seen clearly. One of the strings of the pipa was broken, the tea on the table had turned cold, and the floor was full of peels and paper.
The people who were sitting there listening to the music had already turned their backs and left the room in twos and threes.
Although Lu Fei had drawn a still picture, when people saw this painting, they felt as if they were looking at a living person.
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